Night fell by inches. Aleledai kept a watchful eye on the overseers while his team prepared for the battle ahead. It would be a short one, and Aleledai hoped there were few casualties on any side. While Aleledai understood the hate a lot of his warriors had for humans, Aleledai just wanted them to leave the Caniean alone.
It seemed fighting was the only way humans ever backed off for any reason. Once, while he still slaved away in the Facility, he had gotten a hold of an old book one of the humans had misplaced. It was full of words from others, ancient figures from a past Aleledai didn’t share with humans. Though he didn’t remember the exact way it was written, the man’s words amounted to a lament. Humans doing everything else before doing the right thing.
Silence fell behind him as the
